Chapter 1350： 656 Funeral (second more)

In April, Chunguang is fine and sunny, this is a good day for traveling.

In the splendid spring of the city, the palace of King Gong of Wangdu is still in the severe winter, and there are dazzling white puppets hanging outside the palace, and the air is filled with a gloomy and sad atmosphere.

In the county king's palace, hysterical crying spirits can be heard from time to time in the main hall of the county court, while the starry courtyard of Bai Muxiao is dead and silent, as if everything in the county king's palace has nothing to do with it.

"Side concubine," Bichen held a wooden tray in her hand, a white dress on the tray, and carefully said to Bai Mu Xiao, "Today, the princess is going to go out, and she is going to go up and down for the princess. Weeping spirit, do you also put on filial piety ... "

Bi Chen swallowed nervously. Since the young man went, the master's temper has become more and more strange. Even she and Pluto are sometimes afraid of the master.

Bai Muxiao, in a light blue dress, was leaning against the window and looking out the window. In the yard, several willow trees were planted, and catkins like goose feathers and snow fell in the breeze.

Bai Muxiao didn't look at Bichen and said coldly, "Just say that I haven't had a confinement, and it won't pass. It's not bad for me anyway." Isn't there still that dress? !!

Speaking, Bai Muxiao's eyes were colder and more gloomy.

Her child is gone, but because she is young and not full term, she is short-lived, she cannot set up a spiritual position, she cannot do funerals, she cannot enter the ancestral grave, she can only be buried in a wooden box.

Bai Muxiao clenched her fists, and the white tendons were raised on the back of her fair hands. Her child was supposed to be a dragon and a phoenix, and she would always be rich and honorable, but she was killed by the vicious woman of Cui Yanyan.

Cui Yanyan is dead! She wished she had no place to die and wanted her to cry for the killer, never mind!

Bichen and Bilu exchanged a look. The master is not unreasonable. As long as the Lord is not reluctant, no one in this house dares to put a beak!

Bihen was about to step down, and he heard Bai Muxiao call out, "Bihen."

Bai Mu Xiao's eyes were dark and lonely as if they were a bottomless abyss, and Bi Chen's heart shivered and stood on his side.

Bai Muxiao slowly said, "You go to the main hospital ..."

Han Lingfu promised her, not only Cui Yanyan, all her accomplices would have to bury their children!

Bi Hen waited respectfully for Bai Muxiao to tell her, who knew she suddenly spoke again: "Forget it, I'll take a trip by myself."

Talking, Bai Muxiao stood up and caressed her dress at will.

She must see the burials of the accomplices before she can relieve her hatred!

Bi Chen was like a chill, and went to the main hospital with Bai Mu Xiao.

The closer to the main courtyard, the more white urns hanging around, a cloud of sorrow and mist, the sorrow of the people came from the main courtyard one after another, more and more clear ...

Bai Muxiao walked unhurriedly, and Qingli's face was expressionless, without a touch of movement.

The courtyard of the main courtyard is guarded by a row of wives with large waists, each of whom is wearing a linen and filial piety, standing there like a gated god.

When the mother-in-laws saw Bai Muxiao's arrival, they hurriedly asked her to enter.

On the blue slate floor in the courtyard, Su Yinu, who was kneeling down, held a small white porcelain cup in his hands, which looked like a funeral test.

A cold-faced steward with a group of sons-in-law looking down at those people with a cold eye, said queerly: "It is your blessing to bury the princess."

In the words, the mother-in-law surrounded the slaves, which meant to help them.

Bi Chen quickly glanced at them, followed behind Bai Muxiao without squinting. She just felt the atmosphere in the main courtyard was somber and oppressive, and she could not wait to leave here immediately.

Bai Muxiao seemed to be unaware, and leisurely carried her skirt into the Lingtang.

In the hall of worship, a heavy black lacquer coffin stopped in the middle, and the tablet in front of it was clearly written: the spiritual position of Princess Cui of Gong County.

Bai Muxiao's cold eyes stopped at the tablet, and a mocking smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Even though she was so beautiful, she had to bend her knees to her, but now?

It's just a tablet, a coffin.

In front of the spirit, he was kneeling on a futon in a garb with a linen and filial piety, his face was low, and her blue eyes wept silently, and she looked sad.

There were also five or six supervisors and maids kneeling beside her, all of whom Cui Yanyan was close to.

Hearing the sound of someone walking into the hall, everyone knelt on the ground and looked up intuitively. Cui Yanyan's grandmother Lin Yan suddenly shot the light of hatred and gritted her teeth: "You vicious woman, even dare to come to the princess Before the spirit, wouldn't you be afraid that the princess would ask you to settle accounts in Tianyouling? "

Bai Muxiao looked at Lin Mao with contempt, and he didn't bother him at all. Without Cui Yanyan, a person like Lin Yan is just an ant who can easily pinch to death.

Bai Muxiao's eyes completely angered Lin Lin, and Lin's swollen body flew up like a tiger. He fluttered towards Bai Mu Xiao and yelled, "Slut, I want to kill You are the princess ... "

"Xiaoer be careful!"

A familiar male voice came nervously from behind Bai Mu Xiao. He grabbed Bai Mu Xiao and pulled it to the side. At the same time, he kicked his right leg sharply and kicked Lin Ying's abdomen.

Lin screamed sternly, and fell down on the ground with a stubborn grief, embarrassed.

Kneeling on the futon, she turned a blind eye and stood up and saluted, "I've seen the Lord."

Yes, here is Han Lingfu.

Han Lingfu carefully embraced Bai Muxiao into his arms, staring at Lin Mao with disgust, and whispered to one of the stewards behind him, "Li Li, it's almost time ..."

But a few figures, but a breath of coldness, the temperature around the sudden drop a lot.

"Yes, Lord."

Nai Li quickly echoed in a charming voice, then made a gesture to the wife-in-law who brought.

The woman-in-law walked to Lin Ying and others with a smile, and one of them held a red lacquered wooden tray in her hands. There were small white porcelain cups on the tray. Each cup contained Holds half a cup of brown liquid.

Everyone present knew what the liquid in that cup was, a drop of poison that could poison a tiger.

Lin Yan and others shivered and couldn't help dying.

After drinking this glass of poisonous wine, it was a hundred.

At this moment, Cui Yanyan's personal girl-in-law finally couldn't control her emotions. The whole person collapsed to the ground and murmured with a curse in her mouth: "Bai Muxiao, you must not die! It is you who killed the princess, it must be you! You girl, you really are a girl! "Speaking of that, the girl was already insane.

Han Lingfu's brow was tightened even more, and he released a kind of fierce murderousness. He only felt that these subordinates were really abominable. Not only did he help Cui Yanyan to help him, but to this day, he has to be there to confuse and condemn him !!

Nai Li was terrified and angrily reprimanded: "Awkward, really a devil! In front of the lord, dare to talk nonsense!" Then he instructed the wives, "Hurry to send them a ride! "

The ladies did not dare to hesitate, rudely pouring poisonous wine into Lin Mao and others.

In the sound of cursing and crying, one person after another fell in front of the spirit, and the corners of their mouths were overflowing with dark red blood, their eyes glared out, apparently immaculate, a breath of death permeated the spirit hall. ...

A few women-in-laws seemed calm, but in fact they were a little shaky, and meditation on Amitabha, probably only the three masters in the spiritual hall were indifferent ...

Bai Muxiao turned her back to the crowd and snuggled snugly into Han Lingfu's arms. Her small face was mostly buried in his wide chest, and her slightly white cherry lips evoked a cold to almost cold smile.

The Bichen who had been watching her own owner noticed keenly, her eyelids jumped sharply, and she narrowed her eyes and looked away.

Sure enough, girl, she is not the girl who used to be in Baifu.

This seemingly prosperous county king's palace actually pushed the girl to this point!

No wonder the world says that the entrance to Houmen is like the sea ...

Bi Chen's heart was heavy, and she didn't know whether she was afraid of the changes of Bai Muxiao, or was at a loss about the future of their master and servant ...

Soon, as the last maid fell down, the hall was completely quiet, and there was a deadly silence, where five or six silent bodies lay there in a row.

Li Yan anxiously ordered people to remove those corpses, and in the blink of an eye, the hall was clean and indifferent, as if nothing had happened, but the haze that had remained in the hearts of people would be carved for a long time ...

Next, it's Cui Yanyan's spiritual ceremony.

According to the custom of Dayu, the eldest son should have bowed down to worship when he died, and then fell to the pit, but Cui Yanyan has neither a **** nor a cripple, so this step is omitted, and the heavy burden is directly assisted by a group of people The coffin was lifted and moved out of the hall with the sound of drums.

This is a funeral that seems to be grand and indifferent to outsiders. The crying souls only have side concubines, Fu Ling is the king of Gong County, Han Lingfu, and none of Cui Yanyan's family has appeared ...

For Bai Muxiao, the funeral was over after Cui Yanyan's coffin was lifted out of the county king's palace.

Since then, Cui Yanyan has returned to dust and soil!

Bai Muxiao went straight back to her yard, only to feel that she was full of obscurity, and ordered the girl to wait for her to bathe and change clothes ...

Everyone in the courtyard heard about what happened in the Lingtang, and they all jumped to their feet, doing everything they could to deal with it.

After a scent of incense, Bai Muxiao, wearing a white coat, was sitting in front of the dressing table, and a Ufa exuding a thick layer of moisture was spreading behind her, and Bichen carefully dangled her hair.

Bai Muxiao felt that her hair was drying seven or eight minutes, yawned, and said lazily, "I'm tired, wait for me to rest."

The blue marks and blue sky could not help but glance outward. At this moment, the sun has just begun to set down and the sky is bright.

The two aunts looked at each other and finally reminded by Bi Luo: "Side concubine, it's still early now, you take a rest at this time, in case Lord Wang comes ..." How can that be?

An ironic smile was drawn on the corner of Bai Muxiao's mouth, with a forefinger curled with her forefinger and said, "The prince will not come." After a pause, the smile on her face seemed to be frozen. It was getting colder, "Master Wang, he is about to meet his future father-in-law."

After tangling with Han Lingfu for so many years, Bai Muxiao had always had unrealistic expectations for him, but now she is cold to him, and after those loves blinded her eyes, she also had some things See through thoroughly.

She can be sure that with Han Ling's temper of quick success and profit, and his thirst for the throne, he will surely continue in the filial piety.

Han Ling gave this person, but it can be said that it is not profitable and can't afford to be early, even more utilitarian than a businessman!

For example, the death of Cui Yanyan seems to be that he wanted to avenge her and their children, but in fact, why did he agree to kill Cui Yanyan, she knew it well, if it was not for his benefit, if it was not in his eyes , Cui Yanyan has lost the use value, he will only let himself endure, let himself wait, like the countless times in the past ...

However, for myself, why is the reason not important, as long as the purpose is achieved!

The result now is that Cui Yanyan is dead, and her accomplice is dead!

Thinking, Bai Muxiao's eyes flashed with pleasure, and the ink in his pupils was about to overflow.

But this is not the end, and her revenge has just begun.

Next, it was his turn to give up the child.